Nobody moves, nobody get hurt Don't make me put yo' face on a T-shirt with some dirt Nobody moves, nobody get hurt Don't make me put yo' face on a T-shirt
Übersetzung: Master P. Niemand Moves.
Übersetzung: Master P. Niemand Moves (feat. Magic, Silkk The Shocker.
Chorus: Master P + Magic (repeat 4X) Nobody moves, nobody get hurt {What?} Don't make me put yo' face on a t-shirt with some dirt {Motherfucker it's
him (Black Rob, I see you) Niggaz step up, with just Mase and 'em (yeah) Placin them in funerals, criminals turned aroused (yeah) The Brick City, nobody come off like P
doubt Then I figured out licks went for twenty down South Packed up my tools for my raw power move Glock nineteen for casket and flower moves for chumps
talk shit get slapped hard The backyard is where we get our scrap on The black car drive by then you get capped on {Master P} Whassup pimpin? It's P
, y'all, it's gon' be gettin' dark real soon I think you're right, I say we move c'mon, let's move out Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, move out You better
they denim Man you fuckin' with a stash raper, duct taper Fuck you police and fuck neighbors Move to smooth, don't duck or try to shake us 2 P 8 9 ruge
fake mac, you can't count that Hop all off then I bounce back Got 'em looking a wolf pack outback I'm from where them Goat, Goat, shout that Ask Master P
talk shit get slapped hard The backyard is where we get our scrap on The black car drive by then you get capped on [Master P] Whassup pimpin? It's P
' CEO talk shit get slapped hard The backyard is where we get our scrap on The black car drive by then you get capped on [Master P] Whassup pimpin? It's P
, y'all, it's gon' be gettin' dark real soon I think you're right, I say we move C'mon, let's move out Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, move out (Whip cracks
please be cautious, when you approach us promoting losses Tryin throw us in crosses, come with the Master P love, when you approach Slim Thug I ain't
t bout bein' broke And if you bout i make a move nigga, everybody gotta go Just some bout it niggaz from New Orleans With tapes hooked up C-Murder, Master P
your baby daddy I saw you kiss him Get your life back together it's time to move Hold up little boy screaming Jesus I miss him Ain't nobody gonna treat
in Cleveland thug all night long My Niggaz in Ohio thug all night long My nigga Boss an' B thug all night long Pokey an' Jermaine thug all night long Master P